Do you need soothing,Mr Liam?

Margaret's POV

Aaron turned to the crowd, "I want my family and the guests to know that Margaret Adrian is my fiancée. If anybody has a problem with it, you can come forward and I'll keep you in your place. Fuck with her and I will deal with you. And trust me, I won't take it lightly."

As for the wedding, it will be strictly by invitation, he said, looking at me. I nodded, he did well.

"Whoa, it looks like the beauty I wanted was already claimed by Aaron. Margaret Adrian, is it?" Elvis asked, looking at me.

"Nice to meet you," I said, extending my hand, and he took it.

"I'm Elvis Liam, the first son and heir to my father's company and properties. If you were mine, you would be treated like a princess already.

This guy, my brother, I guess, Aaron Liam, is a dangerous person, do you know that?" he asked, releasing my hand and taking a sip of his drink from his glass cup.

"I'm not worried about that," I said.